"Hey, you!" Cyan sprinted to En as soon as he saw the unfamiliar man, a giant grin on his face. "Are you the uh... Fuck, what was your name again?" Wow, great start! "Never mind. Have you met my brother? His name's White, short white hair, wears the same outfit as me except with a red-orange rose? Really looks a lot like me? Mute? That guy?" He paused for an answer, but none came. Then he tried to sign to him, but once again, no answer. After a few moments, he remembered that if it was the specific guy he had heard of, Carmine said something about only being able to write to communicate. He pulled a sheet of paper and a pen out of his suit, then wrote:
Sorry. Hey, were you the guy who ate at the vegan restaurant with my brother? If so, I appreciate it. He's a lonely person, doesn't exactly have that many friends. At least... Not that I know of. Thanks for being nice to him. My name is also White. It's a complicated story as to why our names are the same, don't worry about it.
Upon getting yelled at, En immediately spun around to face who was behind it. He seemed to relax when he recognized the person, but confusion flashed across his face at the completely new demeanor... and voice. Looks a lot like... So this must be a twin. Interesting. En didn't reply immediately, instead taking the moment to cross his arms and understand the situation. When given the piece of paper, however, he furrowed his brows in irritation and wrote back, 'I'm mute, not deaf. I can understand you just fine. He hadn't told me about his family, so your similar appearance threw me off. Your brother is a fine person. I like him. But don't mistake this. This is not an invitation. Your brother is the only one I'm willing to spend time with.'
PicklePantry
En Litari II
"Hey, you!" Cyan sprinted to En as soon as he saw the unfamiliar man, a giant grin on his face. "Are you the uh... Fuck, what was your name again?" Wow, great start! "Never mind. Have you met my brother? His name's White, short white hair, wears the same outfit as me except with a red-orange rose? Really looks a lot like me? Mute? That guy?" He paused for an answer, but none came. Then he tried to sign to him, but once again, no answer. After a few moments, he remembered that if it was the specific guy he had heard of, Carmine said something about only being able to write to communicate. He pulled a sheet of paper and a pen out of his suit, then wrote:
Sorry. Hey, were you the guy who ate at the vegan restaurant with my brother? If so, I appreciate it. He's a lonely person, doesn't exactly have that many friends. At least... Not that I know of. Thanks for being nice to him. My name is also White. It's a complicated story as to why our names are the same, don't worry about it.
3 years, 2 months ago Edited 12:04 pm
Upon getting yelled at, En immediately spun around to face who was behind it. He seemed to relax when he recognized the person, but confusion flashed across his face at the completely new demeanor... and voice. Looks a lot like... So this must be a twin. Interesting.
En didn't reply immediately, instead taking the moment to cross his arms and understand the situation. When given the piece of paper, however, he furrowed his brows in irritation and wrote back, 'I'm mute, not deaf. I can understand you just fine. He hadn't told me about his family, so your similar appearance threw me off. Your brother is a fine person. I like him. But don't mistake this. This is not an invitation. Your brother is the only one I'm willing to spend time with.'
3 years, 2 months ago